I pumped my fingers in and out for a few more moments which by now she was dripping wet then I pulled them out and put them in her face and said Look,...your so wet, you really are a slut if your getting wet from your own son touching you, now suck your juices off my fingers and I prompted her by putting my fingers closer to her mouth. She didnt make any movement to take them in her mouth so I grasped her left breast while sitting behind her and squeezed it lightly, but enough to make her . Your juices gush for in a burst, I gulp down the free flowing sweetness as your body shakes uncontrollably as your orgasm rises to it full heights. Then it hits you, another wave, then another. Your body releasing a lot of pent up tension as your orgasms run wild through you. You fall over my head still rubbing your pussy in my face. Slowly, you start to compose yourself. Sliding your hips down my hairy chest. I stop your process, to take off your sweater which has yet to be removed. Your. She lifted her tits up, rolled them around in her hands, obviously enjoying the rapt attention of the men around her. She had those huge tits that only heavy women are capable of having. Big heavy pillows of tit meat. Mountainous masses crowned with huge aureole. I watched as she rolled her nipples between her fingers, tempting the men. She released her tits and placed her hands behind her head. The huge prizes were now open for all to sample. The men behind her reached down to fondle and. One of her breasts was exposed, the other was still cupped in the sports bra. Her waist and legs were curled under the blanket, and her thighs stubbornly gripped one of my ankles even as I tried to get up on my knees. I looked her in the eyes.They were puffy and red. Tears ran down her cheeks. She drank the rest of the mug of wine in her hand and dropped it to the ground. I heard it roll across the floor. I didn't know what to do, and I grabbed her breast and squeezed her nipple between my.